Chapter 19

Lin Zheng's right arm instantly surged with spiritual energy, accelerating, and a faint explosive sound continuously echoed as he fiercely punched into Tie Nan's chest!

Bang! A metallic impact sound rang out, and everyone perked up their ears and widened their eyes, afraid to miss any exciting moment!

Rustle! The next moment, the sound of metal shattering followed!

Tie Nan felt as if he had been hit by a massive mountain. The adamantine body protection technique on his chest was instantly shattered. The white, tender fist touched his chest, and then a huge force surged over, causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. He flew out, then fell to the ground, leaving a trail of broken bluestone bricks!

Wow! The crowd began to boil!

"Even a sixth-level expert might not be able to move Tie Niu's protective technique!"

"Lin Zheng is too powerful, just one punch, and he sent Tie Niu flying!"

"If that punch hit me, uh! Forget it, better not think about it!"

The crowd began to chatter incessantly. In the distance, Tie Nan, looking disheveled, stood up. A small fist mark was imprinted on his chest muscles. He walked to the front of the stage and bowed to Lin Zheng, who was walking down: "I'm convinced. Thank you for holding back; I just spat out some blood. Otherwise, I would have met the Barbarian God. My goodness, how did you train? You're much stronger than me!"

Tie Nan said in a deep, resonant voice, and the crowd was once again in an uproar. He didn't use his full strength? What would it be like if he did? But seeing Tie Nan's lively expression, it seemed that Lin Zheng really held back!

Lin Zheng smiled and thought to himself: He naturally controlled his strength. This big guy's temperament suited him well. He was straightforward and had no bad intentions. However, he could actually sense Lin Zheng's control of his strength, which was impressive, very impressive!

Lin Zheng came to Tie Nan and said with a smile, "Big guy, are you interested in learning the attack I just used? You have a good aptitude!"

Tie Nan was stunned, and so was the crowd! What, Lin Zheng was actually going to teach the muscle-headed Tie Niu his technique? No way!

Teach me! Teach me! Someone began to scream in their heart! I'm much smarter than him!

Tie Nan scratched his head and said, "I'm very stupid. What if I can't learn it?"

Some people wanted to rush forward and answer for Tie Niu. Indeed, he was all muscle, but who cared if he could learn it or not? Just learn it first!

Lin Zheng smiled slightly and said, "It's fine, I believe in you!"

Tie Nan looked into Lin Zheng's pure eyes, seeing no pity or contempt, and nodded seriously, "Alright, I'll do it!"

Lin Zheng patted Tie Nan's abs and nodded. Damn, why are you so tall? I can only pat your stomach! Lin Zheng glared at Tie Nan and went to find the fatty!

When Lin Zheng reached the fatty's stage, he saw the fatty pinning someone down and then walking off the stage with a smug look amidst a sea of disdain. Lin Zheng thought to himself that the fatty must have a special hobby of pushing people down, especially skinny men!

Lin Zheng looked at the contestant who limped off the stage with sympathy!

The people inside had already made up their minds: they would never offend this fatty. Being pinned down by his fatty body would leave a psychological shadow!

All the female disciples had already put the fatty on their blacklist!

The fatty completely ignored this. One trick to rule them all. What's the problem? If you don't like it, I'll crush you! The fatty strutted back to the front of the hall with Lin Zheng, waiting for the announcement of the top eighteen matches!

The first round of matches ended quickly, without the expected fierce battles. The top eighteen matches began immediately, with no time for rest. Lin Zheng faced Chen Yang, one of the three major lackeys of Zhao Yu, known as the Copper Skin and Iron Bones, even more powerful than Tie Nan, and more skilled in the use of strength!

Lin Zheng narrowed his eyes and watched Chen Yang and Zhao Yu whispering to each other from a distance. He walked up to the stage, looking down at the two. Zhao Yu's eyelids twitched, and he whispered something fierce to Chen Yang, who then walked up to the stage with a serious expression!

Lin Zheng looked at Chen Yang calmly. His face was red, giving off a feeling like being near a furnace, and his muscular body was like that of a small giant!

Before the referee announced the start, the two charged to the center of the stage and fiercely clashed with a palm strike. The huge shock wave stirred up the dust on the stage, and the spiritual energy spread out in all directions, causing the crowd near the stage to involuntarily step back a few paces!

Lin Zheng felt a fiery spiritual energy enter his body through his fist, which was then absorbed by his meridians. Lin Zheng smiled inwardly; this fiery energy was not enough to hurt him. It only added a bit of energy without causing any harm!

Seeing Lin Zheng's unchanged expression, Chen Yang became even more serious!

He let out a low cry: "Blazing Sun Technique!"

Chen Yang continuously circulated his spiritual energy, making the air around him become scorching hot. His face and arms gradually turned red, and the air currents around him became thick. The air around his body became blurry due to the high temperature! Every movement he made exuded a huge aura, like a fire giant in molten lava!

Thump, thump, thump, Chen Yang took huge steps toward Lin Zheng, moving faster and faster until he was sprinting. The ground he stepped on left black, scorched footprints due to the high temperature!

Lin Zheng gathered his spiritual energy and shook his arms, producing a thunderous explosion. He pushed off the ground with great force, shooting toward Chen Yang like an arrow!

Fists and feet came from all directions. The crowd saw fist against fist, foot against foot, leg against leg, and the sound of muscles colliding continuously echoed. Those with lower cultivation felt their scalps tingle and their bodies ache, as if each heavy blow landed on them!

The lightning-fast exchange came and went quickly. After a series of punches and kicks, Lin Zheng stood in place, with a few burn marks on his clothes, while Chen Yang stood motionless!

What's going on? Is the first round over? Or did they end in a draw? The scene happened too quickly for the crowd to see clearly. Only a few people narrowed their eyes and stared at Chen Yang!

Before anyone could speak, Chen Yang's body began to make a series of cracking sounds, and blood flowed from his mouth and ears. He fell backward in a straight line!

What! What's going on? Why did he fall? When did Lin Zheng critically injure Chen Yang? It was said that Chen Yang's Blazing Sun Technique was already at a 90% level, and his Copper Skin and Iron Bones were shattered?

A few people with better eyesight in the crowd saw clearly: when the two exchanged punches and kicks, it seemed like one punch against one punch, but Lin Zheng actually threw more than one punch and kick. When Chen Yang threw a punch, Lin Zheng countered and then quickly threw two or more punches, dispersing Chen Yang's protective spiritual energy and then fiercely hitting his flesh! Chen Yang was literally beaten to a pulp by Lin Zheng's fists and kicks. The gap between the two was too large!

Lin Zheng calmly walked down from the stage, just in time to see Zhao Yu walking down from his stage!

Zhao Yu looked at Lin Zheng with a venomous gaze, like a venomous snake waiting to strike, his eyes filled with murderous intent! Lin Zheng must die for beating his three subordinates to death or disability. He really hoped to meet Lin Zheng soon to show him the power of family influence!

Lin Zheng naturally didn't know what Zhao Yu was thinking, but he could be sure that Zhao Yu's thoughts were not good. Suddenly, Lin Zheng extended his hand to Zhao Yu, his thumb extended and slowly pressed down!

Wow, the biggest dark horse of this session openly challenged the most mysterious and venomous Zhao Yu in the sect! Zhao Yu's eyes instantly widened and then slowly narrowed, his gaze becoming even colder. He crushed his white feather fan and let out a cold snort, turning to look at Li Ruoshui on the stage, his eyes emitting a strong possessive desire in a direction no one could see!

Lin Zheng walked to the fatty's stage again. This time, the fatty's opponent had learned from previous experiences and kept his distance from the fatty, never giving him a chance to get close. He continuously launched combat energy from a distance, and when he did get close, he condensed spiritual energy into weapons, striking once and quickly retreating!

For a moment, the two were in a stalemate. The fatty glared at his opponent, who was constantly attacking from a distance, and dodged with strange steps!

The fatty was very frustrated, thinking to himself: Come on, come on, let the fatty press you, and it will all be over! The opponent, as if knowing the fatty's thoughts, refused to get close and kept circling around, waiting for an opportunity!

The fatty was determined: You're forcing my hand. I was planning to use my ultimate move in the final, but fine, I'll let you see it early!

The fatty on the stage suddenly stopped, and his entire body of fatty flesh inflated like a balloon, expanding until he looked like a ball with a small head and limbs. Oh, and two hands, but the arms were completely buried in the fatty ball, leaving only the hands outside!

The scene was bizarre. The fatty on the stage looked like a giant meatball with a head and limbs! Not only did the crowd below stare in shock, but the opponent and the referee in the air were also stunned, wondering what kind of technique this was, so strange!

Meatball transformation technique?

Taking advantage of the opponent's shock, the fatty's small feet stomped rapidly, and his body shot toward the opponent like a cannonball! The opponent reacted quickly, raising his hands and channeling spiritual energy, transforming his arms into a blade and slashing at the fatty! You turned into a meatball? Fine, let's see what's inside!

With a thud, the opponent's attack was deflected back by the fatty. The fatty's small eyes narrowed, and he fiercely rammed into the opponent's chest. Then he changed direction and pulled the opponent back with his small hands. The fatty then rammed into the opponent with his round body, changing direction again and charging forward. With the enhancement of spiritual energy, his body became hard like a large iron ball, fiercely colliding with the opponent!

The opponent's figure flew backward, a trail of blood drawing a bright arc in the air, and the sound of bones breaking echoed in everyone's ears!

In the stunned silence of the crowd, the fatty slowly returned to his normal form, though his shirt was torn, and a bruise was visible on his stomach from being hit by a stick!

The fatty, using the meatball technique, successfully advanced to the top nine in a rather unsightly manner!

PS: Request for red votes! Request for clicks! Rise up! As a newcomer, this performance is a bit weak! Fellow readers, I humbly thank you! Thank you again! Please support me more! Otherwise, the fatty will press you!

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